WTO accession

The night covered the sky, the wind pushed the rain under the big umbrellas and the eaves, and Xiao Guo and Teng Cuo were separated by thousands of miles of water next to each other.When Teng Cuo was talking, he could also hear the sound of the rain over there, as well as Xiao Guo's breathing, which was heavy and a little hasty. He was stuck inside, as if he was still beside Brother Xiao.

After he finished speaking, the hand that was not holding the phone let go of the sharp bamboo piece and took it out of his pocket.He smelled it very lightly, took his hand up, and stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick the blood on his palm.

He had just come back to his house in the rain and was soaking wet.The long black hair stuck to his cheeks, and the clothes wrapped tightly around his body. The feeling of being restrained was exactly the same as his current situation in the garden.

The rain formed a translucent curtain in front of him, and Teng Cuo was sitting on the edge of the stilt house, with his arms propped up and his calves dangling non-stop.He just contacted Xiao Guo outside like this, as if he didn't care whether he would be discovered or not.

"Brother Xiao," he even gave up his code name, saying, "My genes are so dirty."

Xiao Guo stood by the side of the road holding an umbrella and said, "It's not dirty."

"You'll know it when you see it," Teng Cuo said to Xiao Guo, "I really resemble her."

Of course Xiao Guo has never seen Ye Jianxi, he just got a fictitious and vague picture through Teng Cuo's description.But he can imagine that kind of mysterious and beautiful scene, the basement half buried in the cave, the long light red dress, the decadent and thin woman, with eyes very similar to Teng Cuo.

He knew that he should say comforting words. Whether it was from the perspective of a lover or a contact person, whether it was private or public, he hoped that Teng Cuo would not be affected by this incident.Xiao Zhuo is in a bad mood now, and Xiao Guo is still worried about the psychological barrier.

But he really couldn't say those very coaxing words, it was too difficult for this man to move his mouth.If the two are together now, Xiao Guo must be hugging Teng Cuo tightly, he thinks that is the most practical and useful.

Teng Cuo folded and stretched his palms, constantly stimulating the wound on his palms to cause throbbing pain.He listened to Xiao Guo's breathing for a while, then whispered, "Brother Xiao."

"I'm here." Xiao Guo replied immediately, his voice was a little low because he was embarrassed.He also gave up his code name and said, "I want to hug you, Xiao Zhuo."

Teng Cuo was silent for a long time, and then said: "I think too." He laughed silently, and then said: "I used to think that I was chosen by Mr. Chen and brought into the garden, but in fact I was born in the garden. Or should I stay in the garden?" here......"

"No," Xiao Guo said a little too loudly, "Xiao Zhuo, don't stay there."

"Xiao Zhuo," Xiao Guo couldn't stand the silence at this moment, and said, "Come back."

The dull voice was attached to the ear through the phone, as if carrying the essence, Teng Cuo could almost feel the heat blowing over him.He took a breath calmly, feeling a little numb in his shoulder.

Xiao Guo didn't know what he was thinking, so he called him a few more times, until finally his voice trembled.

Teng Cuo slowly bent his fingers, poked his nails into the flesh turned out of his palm, and felt the pain when he closed his eyes.

"Xiao Guo," he said, "you told me to go back."

This is not the first time Teng Cuo has said such words, Xiao Guo's hand holding the umbrella handle burst out with veins, and he said, "It's me."

There was an immediate response, and Teng Cuo's voice was so touching that he said to him, "Then connect it firmly."

Xiao Guo hooked the corners of his lips, breathed a sigh of relief without making a sound, and immediately let out a "huh".

"Brother Xiao..." Teng Cuo lowered his head and said in the shadow of his long hair, "Don't dislike me."

Xiao Guo said with a heavy tone, "I won't."

When Teng Cuo raised his head, his eyes were red. He stretched out his hand to the rain curtain, using the rain to flush the blood from his palm.

"You," Teng Cuo said in a trembling voice, watching the raindrops splash on his hands with small bright arcs, "don't let me stay here. I want to go back."

He was capricious, and only dared to make a request after confirming Xiao Guo's intentions.Because he is not a vine in a flower, but a flower in a garden, Mr. Chen's net is always covering his head, this fate is already a punishment.

Xiao Guo breathed heavily, he said, "I'll pick you up."

The rainy night seemed endless, Teng Cuo stood up with wet palms, turned and went back to the house.The darkness immediately hit his face, but he felt very safe.

"You want to tell Haiyan about this," Teng Cuo sat on the ground with his back against the door, took out the magazine of the pistol from his pocket, poured out the bullets, and said, "The gods and Buddhas in Zhongliang Village are gathered together, plus one I am neither human nor ghost. She needs to make a decision quickly, and I have to start researching the silver poppy."

Xiao Guo told him the previous conversation with Tan Yanxiao, Teng Cuo thought about it, and suddenly said: "Tell the technical detective, Zhongliang Village should be next to a waterfall that can reach Qihe Village downstream."

Xiao Guo was taken aback, and said, "Qihe Village?"

"Yes, Qihe Village." Teng Cuo flicked the bullet in front of him meaninglessly, and said, "According to Ye Sheng, after Ye Jianxi escaped from Zhongliang Village, he fell off the waterfall when he was being hunted down and drifted all the way. I didn’t meet Nan Hongzu until I arrived in Qihe Village. But I can’t hear the sound of water here, so it should be some distance away.”

This is a very important clue, Xiao Guo remembered it.

"It may be more appropriate to take the water route," Teng Cuo said, "Even if the twins are sent to the country for treatment, based on my understanding of Mr. Chen, he will not follow him into the country, and he will probably send a blue butterfly escort. But you can still stop them. As long as they can hold Mr. Chen's son in their hands, they will be victorious. They will threaten their son and let him directly take that ton of goods across the border and surrender."

This is exactly what Xiao Guo thought, he decided to stay outside the hospital and wait for someone to come out.But it's not that simple, because Yesheng is still in the village.

"If it really comes to the point where Mr. Chen surrenders," Xiao Guo said, "that's exactly what Ye Sheng wanted."

He was right, what Ye Sheng wanted was to be in power, so it was absolutely impossible for him to let go of that ton of goods.If Mr. Chen really surrendered and gave up the garden and the people in the garden for his son, Yesheng would definitely start a civil strife. Uncle Pang was his man, and he happened to be evenly matched with Lan Die, who was protecting Mr. Chen.

Ye Sheng chose to attack the two Chen brothers, and it seemed that he wanted to use the power of the police to get rid of Mr. Chen and Lan Die together.As soon as Mr. Chen left, Uncle Pang was the real person in power in the village, and it was easy for Ye Sheng to want to be in charge.

"But how can he be sure that the police will get the news?" Xiao Min asked sharply, "If he doesn't know that you have contact with me."

This question stopped Teng Cuo, and he realized that he might have made a wrong judgment on the specific actions Ye Sheng took.It was his and Xiao Guo's goal to get Mr. Chen arrested by the police, but for Ye Sheng, it was enough to make Mr. Chen and his son die.

"Xiao Guo," Teng Cuo said with a tense voice, "Mr. Chen can't die, he can't die in Yiwei at this time."

Xiao Guo said in a deep voice, "I understand."

"Maybe it's Tuye," Teng Cuo said quickly, "Yesheng won't let Tuye's people attack the village, but it's still okay to buy murder, and Tuye and Mr. Chen won't deal with it. Facts that everyone knows."

Xiao Guo said, "I—"

He fell silent as three two-door Wrangler Jeeps sped across the street and lined up in front of the hospital.Xiao Guo closed the umbrella, and quickly retreated into the shadow of the house beside him.

Private armed men in bulletproof vests jumped out of the car and strode into the hospital led by a stocky man.

***

The old man sat on the chair with his back straight, and the wrinkles at the corners of his slightly drooping mouth were obvious, and his two thin lips with Caucasian features were tightly pressed together.The warm color of the overhead light didn't make him look softer. His slender fingers repeatedly stroked the silver spider on the top of the cane, and he was very nervous.

There are only stairs in the hospital, and the entrance to the top floor is strictly guarded by bodyguards.As soon as the light at the door of the emergency room went out, Mr. Chen stood up. Lan Die supported him and walked over before the door opened.

There was a strong smell of vomit and blood coming from the door. The doctors didn't dare to show their fatigue. They took off their masks, and the faces underneath were all pale.At the moment when they shook their heads, they couldn't tell which side was more broken. Mr. Chen raised his face and closed his eyes.

"We have tried our best," the attending physician opened and closed his lips with difficulty, making a trembling voice, "but Mr. Chenliang...has...lost vital signs...breathing and The heartbeat, all, all...has, stopped. Please..."

Before he could say the word "sorry", a pistol was aimed at his head.The doctor shook his upper body, not daring to breathe.

Lan Die was wearing a very tight black dress, with a low neckline revealing a little tattoo on his back, as if he was going to fight or go to the negotiating table.

She really took Mr. Chen's pain as her own pain. When she saw Mr. Chen's reaction, she drew the gun. Her hand was steady, but her eyes were already red.The bodyguards around her kept pace with her, their hands already on the gun belts around their waists.

"Female, ma'am, please don't do this." The doctor raised his hands cautiously, made a gesture of surrender, and said pleadingly, "Mr. Chen Zhong is still in a coma...we have limited resources here... ...We really, really tried our best...in fact, when Mr. Chenliang was sent..., he was already..."

Lan Die was unmoved, and looked over with cold and cruel eyes.

However, the cold and smooth hand grasped her wrist in the next second.Mr. Chen pressed her gun, and even nodded politely to the doctor.

"You have worked hard," Mr. Chen's lips were a little white, but his voice was steady and elegant, "Chen Zhong can still be saved, right?"

The doctor glanced at Lan Die's lowered hand, and nodded vigorously.

"The heartbeat is temporarily stable now, but, but it may stop at any time." He let out the breath he was holding, swallowed nervously, and said, "If you don't get further treatment in time, there is a great possibility that you will be left behind. The sequelae, such as physical and motor impairments. However, our medical conditions here are really limited, and we lack a lot of drugs and resources for further treatment. With Mr. Chenzhong's current condition, he needs to go to China for treatment."

These words made Lan Die frowned, and looked at Mr. Chen.Mr. Chen didn't let go of her wrist, but also looked at her.

There is light mixed in the darkness, and the eyes of the old man are like a longing and lost deep sea.

Mr. Chen nodded and said, "Then go."

This is a family decision where no wise outsider will interfere.But Lan Die took a step forward and whispered, "Mr. Chen, let me escort you."

Mr. Chen understands what she means, and entering the country is too risky for him.On the other side of the balance is Chen Zhong. Whether the so-called family affection and "worthy" include the name of the sacrifice and everything that has been established in the garden, Mr. Chen knows that he is already wavering.

He also had an extremely extraordinary life, and he was not cowardly facing such a ruthless self at this time.He looked deeply at Lan Die, then nodded slowly.

Time is precious, Lan Die brought bodyguards, and was about to leave now, and half-coerced and half-hired two doctors to accompany him.Two hospital beds were rolled out, one of which was completely covered under the white sheet, it was Chen Liang who had died.

He doesn't have the mind of a normal adult, but has a sense of pain and fear.He has never been able to express, so no one knows what the journey will be. Whether death is relief or regret, no one is qualified to speak except himself.

Mr. Chen touched his son's cheek through the bed sheet. The whiteness of his fingertips had an astonishing contagious power, spreading across his brain and vision. At this moment, the elderly drug lord lost the ability to react.His hand slid to the edge, but he didn't have the courage to pull it away.

"Xiaoliang," he murmured, "go home..."

When the gunshot suddenly exploded, Mr. Chen almost thought it was his hallucination, but all the bodyguards around him had already drawn out their guns.Lan Die reached out to hold his back, and turned to look out the window.

The glass wasn't broken, not the sniper.Yiwei Town has never been peaceful. The two shots may have nothing to do with Mr. Chen and his party, but they can't take the risk.Lan Die waved and led the people away quickly.

They had to take the elevator, Lan Die supported Mr. Chen with one hand, and pushed him beside Chen Zhong's hospital bed with the other.But there were many footsteps in the corridor on the left, and the bodyguard guarding the stairs reminded loudly that they were coming for them.

The moment the door of the stairwell was kicked open, Lan Die pushed Mr. Chen towards the direction of the elevator, and at the same time pulled the trigger.The soldier with the gun fell down, Lan Die glanced at his clothes and said, "It's from Tubang!"

Tubang is Tuye's original name, and Mr. Chen also changed his face.

Lan Die took off the body armor on the dead man as quickly as possible, turned around and threw herself on Mr. Chen.

"Put it on," she said to Mr. Chen, "Go!"

The two groups met in the corridor, and there was no place to hide. It was a deadly battle, and the gunmen on both sides were almost attacking with their eyes closed.Debris flew from the wall, together with the flesh and blood of the person who was hit, and the screams of other patients downstairs were also included in the chaos.

Fortunately, Mr. Chen came out this time to bring a lot of people, and he was able to hold back the armed men who rushed up.The elevator hadn't arrived yet, and there were bodyguards guarding it in case there were people in the elevator.

Mr. Chen was sandwiched between two bodyguards. He saw the right moment and put the body armor in his hand on Chen Zhong who was lying flat.

The bullet flew over when he was pressed down by the bodyguard, blood splashed out, and Mr. Chen trembled.Red soaked the white sheets, and the one who was hit was the dead Chen Liang.

The shooter probably didn't know that the man was dead, and laughed out loud after seeing the blood.There was an uproar all around, but Mr. Chen still heard the voice clearly.

"Brother Chen!" A completely ugly face covered with flesh appeared on the opposite side, and the owner of the face shouted: "Remember me!"

That is Lord Tu, who is a few years younger than Mr. Chen, but he is still fighting with a gun in his seventies.The short and strong old man had an ugly appearance, and the creases on his face pushed his features. It was hard to believe that this man was once equal to Mr. Chen.

Master Tu laughed loudly, as if he was stimulated by the blood color of the white bed sheet.While shooting, he said: "Dead son, Brother Chen! What I said back then, you will be punished! Not only your son, you will die too!"

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